Grace and Nothing More

In the middle of the mess, a song...

I thought while on this voyage long
My strength God would increase
And at some point along the way
My struggling would cease

I fought with boldness, wind and wave
And yet the skirmish lost
Exhausted, all provision gone
The channel still uncrossed

As lifeless I in stillness drift
Just strength enough to pray
It's only then I feel the surge
That speeds me on my way

By His own hand and faithfulness
He steers me toward a distant shore
And the wind that billows in the sail
Is grace and nothing more

I seek the bloom of holiness
He leads me deep within
Reveals the hardness of my heart
Unearths my hidden sin

My barren soul groans in despair
In brokenness I cry
Oh, God, I find no hope in me
A smile His sweet reply

For where the tears of brokenness
Have soaked the fallow ground
The tender shoots of holiness
Now spring up all around

Strength in my weakness
Joy through the pain
Hope when I'm helpless
Loss my greatest gain

By His own hand and faithfulness
He steers me toward a distant shore
And the wind that billows in the sail
Is grace and nothing more

Yes, it's grace and nothing more

Words by Jon Mohr